originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]A man sat by him, clad in black armor with a hood up. He didn't speak, simply sat [/b]
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"Hello, black knight." He says, still calmly reading his strange book of spells and such.
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"Black Knight? First-time someone has called me that. Hello, Book worm."
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"I like to give nicknames, keeps seeing them all the time fun." He kept reading, sometimes skipping pages.
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"Seeing the people you mean? You make a new nickname every time?"
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"Not every time. Only occasionally." The man could feel darkness surrounding him, powerful and dangerous.
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[b]This darkness, didn't really mean much. For this being, could be feel a much darker soul hidden underneath the Black Knight. He was powerful, to powerful. [/b] "So Who are you, really?"
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"I am a man on a mission. Who are you?" He says, shutting his book.
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"Not a man. Not a god. Eh what does it matter..."
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"I, personally don't think finding your place in the multi-verse holds much value. You could be a complete drifter with no objective." He said, strangely staring at him. It then occurred to the man that Leere was staring through him, at something deeper, with more value. His soul. He had great interest in it.
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"That is probably what I am. Then again who isn't?" [b]His soul seemed empty, and sad. Perhaps the man had been through alot [/b]
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"Not all people are drifters. Many have set their minds on something." He stared for a long while, so long that it started to feel uncomfortably dark.
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"Heh. I guess you're right in that regard. Say what're you staring for"
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"Oh, I just find you...interesting."
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"That so?"